MIHAI
I’ve started in 1980, in January. Childhood, high-school, college in Bucharest and I’ve woken up as a photojournalist at 22 y.o. I’ve banged with the two wheels of motorcycles when I saw Roua, a Yamaha Virago 250 ccm patiently waiting for me in the window of a shop on Dacia Avenue in Bucharest. A love story followed: complicated at the beginning, as any love, still burning now and involving one broken hand once. Doyle followed. A BMW F650GS Dakar, a white horse, with its own burning love story, but no broken hands. That would be all I know about myself here.
